As I began reading The Odyssey it quickly became apparent to me that I was supposed to be listening to it, preferably from someone with a soothingly epic voice and a large enough lung capacity to only need to take one deep breath every chapter (or book, as they call it) before diving right back into their literary serenade. I say this because, as I went through this book at a somewhat forced pace, I was constantly irked by various oddities in the writing structure that continuously broke the flow of words running frantically through my head. Of course, I’m probably just reading it wrong and/or judging it through inappropriate criteria, but one thing that really irritated me was the repetition of the exact same few speeches in multiple parts of the book, more often than not by a different character than the original speaker. Something that sounds great when you’re listening to it, I’m sure, but when reading I tend to just skip the offending copy-and-paste dialogue entirely.
Rambling aside, the story of The Odyssey was a complete though not altogether unexpected culture shock for me, with the attitudes and actions of many if not all of the characters coming across as incomprehensible for my narrow 21st century mind. The culture depicted in this book is one that is completely at the mercy of social exchange theory which is most commonly shown with the guest mentality that virtually all the characters have, giving heaps of precious treasure to any strangers who happen to knock on their door, ask rather arrogantly for their automatically entitled hospitality, and actually succeed (with some exceptions). The willing hosts won’t hesitate to tax their people to pay for those treasures either, which comes across to me as particularly selfish (tyrannical, perhaps?). Of course, everything changes when Gods come into the picture, but I have no intention of writing thousands of words about that. Not now, anyway.
With that said, what was the point of The Odyssey? The journey of Odysseus was one fraught with dangers and distractions, perils and temptations, yet he prevailed through them all. Why? Simple, because Zeus (or whatever God it was) said so. It’s hard to feel excited about an ending (if you would call that an ending) that I knew about from the beginning, so my assumption is that the core of The Odyssey lies in the journey; what trials Odysseus faced, how he overcame them, and what kind of character he became as a result. On the last point, I have to say that I’m disappointed. Despite all the worshipping and glowing descriptions of Odysseus from his fellow man/woman, I found him as nothing more than a cunning schemer who stopped at nothing to get what he wanted. Personally, I have no problem with that kind of person, but it’s quite different from the kind-hearted and fair idol that everyone made him out to be. Sure, he’s physically strong and a skilled tactician, but he has a peculiar lack of qualities that would fit for a “kind” person, forgiveness being the clearest example in this case. A rather interesting parallel that I’ve noticed (or imagined) is the one between the slaughter of the suitors and the slaughter of Agamemnon and his comrades. Both were given a description resembling the killing, or hunting, of animals, which I suppose would be considered by the majority of the human race as an insulting way to die. One we are made to look on with disgust, while the other we are to view as glorious. I guess what’s trying to be conveyed here is that slaughtering people like animals is okay if done for the right reasons – I can’t say I buy it.
Anyway, I know for a fact that I haven’t gotten everything I can out of this book. There are still many hidden meanings and themes that I haven’t yet grasped due to my lack of experience and contextual knowledge. This blog entry is already way too long and I have anime to watch, so I’ll end with saying that I’m looking forward to Monday’s enlightening lecture. Till next time.